Reality of life

Life is what we make it so many seem to say but we spend our lives looking for a better way our journey is long and twists and turns if you're one of the few you never get burned we take many steps yet seem so unclear when it's all over we were never really here no one will know our prints in the sand excpet those who lived it by their own hands i will speak no more for night has now come i feel its over my journey is done but cry not for our times will return im one of the few who never got burned.